At the hour of Hai, the lights of Xunxiang Tower are still there, with beautiful shadows on the upper floor, singing and dancing, and the evening breeze brings waves of rouge fragrance. It is exactly "the jade cup is full of drinks, and the beautiful songs are low", but the one who is incompatible with the erotic atmosphere in the building is the burly man in front of the building with a tall chest and a tall eyebrow, with fierce attitude.

After checking each person's wooden token, one of the big men led everyone through the alley and walked towards the backyard of Xunxianglou.

Although Chu Qing's makeup was handsome and elegant, she was obviously shorter than the people around her. She was worried that she would be questioned, but she didn't know that those people only recognized the token and ignored the licensee. Fortunately, Chu Qing wrapped herself in the crowd and followed the burly man in one after another.

Chu Qing was secretly observing the crowd while walking. At this time, the number of people who came to participate in the lottery was significantly less than what they saw at the time of Wu. Perhaps after the men in short shirts were disturbed, many people were scared and fled home. It turned out that men were mostly lustful but timid. Thinking of this, Chu Qing's arrogant attitude was revealed.

Along the way, except for meeting a few drunk guests who were entangled and laughing and flirting with the charming women, they were servants who rushed to deliver food and drinks, and the rest were nothing different. Even the burly men who were rushing to fight with sticks before were hiding invisible.

Soon, as soon as everyone entered the courtyard, Chu Qing recognized the courtyard that she had observed on the back mountain. The burly man leading the way in front also stopped, turned around, looked at everyone with contempt, and said sternly: "Everyone comes, everyone comes, don't make a sound, stand here!"

Taking the threat of force, the young men and women who were full of fantasy of encounters were silent at this moment, trembling, and obediently walked forward and stood in turn.

Seeing this, the burly man nodded proudly, turned around, raised his thick palm, slapped the door twice, and shouted softly: "Miss Yuru, the hour of Hai has arrived, everyone has come, please come out to pick up the guests."

A moment later, a scent of fragrance came, and then the ring was jingled, and the door was opened with a "creak" sound. A girl in an aristocracy blue silk skirt and a white transparent strapless bra inside came from behind the door. She looked about sixteen or seventeen years old, with a beautiful face and a graceful figure.

The burly man stared at the girl with his tiny eyes, swallowed, and said, "Miss Qingqian, why is it you, Miss Yuru?"

The girl named Qing Qian did not reply to him, but gave the burly man a blank look, lowered her head and took out a ingot of silver from her waist, handed it to the burly man, and said angrily: "Don't ask what you shouldn't ask, take the silver and leave quickly."

The burly man took the silver with a smile, pinched it between his thick fingers, raised it to his nose, took a deep breath and smelled it, and said, "Scent, hehe, it smells really fragrant. The things taken from Miss Qingqian are fragrant." After that, he did not forget to glance up and down at Qingqian.

Qing Qian heard this frivolous words and became angry. She raised her eyebrows slightly, glared at the burly man coldly, and said solemnly: "Do you think you have lived too long?"

When the burly man heard this, he saw Qing Qian's serious face, and quickly put away the silver ingots. He was shocked, waved his hands repeatedly, and hesitated: "No, no..., girl, don't be angry, I'm joking, I'm joking, haha, haha." After that, he turned around and ran away without waiting for Qing Qian to speak.

When everyone saw his embarrassing appearance, compared with his previous fierce attitude, they couldn't help but feel relieved for a moment. Finally, they exclaimed a bad breath and clapped their hands to make them laugh.

Qing Qian saw the burly man running away, and also covered her mouth and smiled. Then she glanced at everyone and said softly: "Let the young masters laugh, come with me quickly. Miss Xiaoxiao has been waiting for a long time." As she spoke, her eyebrows and eyes were full of affection.

Seeing this, those young men heard the name of Xiaoxiao girl. They all smiled and their souls were floating. The fear of the past was wiped out, as if no matter how much grievance was eaten, it was worth it. It was worth the trip. Then they were all overjoyed and rushed to the Zhuyun Pavilion.

Chu Qing was inevitably disgusted by everyone's performance, but she had no choice but to follow her. She had previously observed that the Piaoyun Pavilion was nothing more than a towering and tall building, and the rest was nothing surprising. But now she was in it and found that the Piaoyun Pavilion was towering, with towering ancient trees, shaded green trees, red walls and green tiles, and magnificent. It was a palace-like building, with red painted doors, and a dark red golden nanmu plaque hanging on the top, with three big words "Piaoyun Pavilion" written on it, and it was written by famous masters at first glance. The princes gathered in front of the building, shaking their heads and pretending to be gentle, but they tasted it.

Seeing this, the girl Qing Qian paused for a moment. When everyone was more entertaining, she smiled, stretched out her slender jade fingers and pointed at the plaque, pretending to be angrily and said, "You guys, you have to continue savagely here. Could this plaque be more charming than my Xiaoxiao girl?"

When everyone heard the word "Xiaoxiao", they were immediately distracted and their colors were revealed. They complained to each other. You said I was pretending to be elegant, and he said you were hypocritical. A few jealous people actually pushed them.

Qing Qian waited for everyone to argue for a while, and Fang Qing scolded, "Everyone, Miss Xiaoxiao has been waiting in there for a long time."

When those people heard this, they immediately calmed down, smiling with each other, looking at the door, drooling, and looking hungry and dirty.

Everyone was led by Qing Qian and walked into the pavilion one by one. After entering the gate, they were stunned. They saw that the sandalwood beams on the top of the clouds, crystal jade biscuits as lamps, pearl jade jade jade as roller blinds, Fan Jin as pillar bases, and a squid silhouettes of shark silk treasures hanging beside the bed of a six-foot-wide agarwood, and the tents were embroidered with pearl silver threads, crabapple flowers, and the wind moved slightly, like falling from the sea of ​​clouds and mountains. There was a green jade pillow on the couch, a soft silkworm ice mat, and a jade belt and quilt. A huge night pearl hung on the top of the treasure in the hall, and Ye Ye was shining. The ground was chiseled into lotus, and the flowers were full of five-stalk lotus, with fresh and exquisite petals, and the lotus stamens were delicate and discernible. When you stepped on barefoot, you could only feel warm. It was actually made of warm jade from Lantian, just like jade lotus growing step by step, which was comparable to the luxury of Pan Yuer's golden lotus step by step.

Chu Qing was shocked and thought to herself that the legendary East China Sea Dragon Palace gathered all over the world, and it was extremely luxurious. This is the case. This Cloud Pavilion is truly worthy of its name, like a cloud-like sea. Why does this Xiaoxiao need someone? Could it be that a Nine Heavens Fairy landed in the mortal world?

Just as Chu Qing was surprised and confused, a sound of sheng and spring came from the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the ears. The scent of the warm fragrance rose from the mouth and nose, like the arm of a gentle woman, wrapped around everyone present, and the sound of the mist was more like murmuring in the ears, scattering the heart, and the hall turned into clouds and mist, like a dream and a mystery.

Looking at the men around me, they were already out of their minds, intoxicated, and their bones were as soft as cotton. They hugged each other, or hugged the air, danced and laughed endlessly.

Chu Qing's mind rippled a little, and immediately realized that this was a ecstasy illusion. It was similar to his teasing of the two young masters in the cemetery, so he held his breath and calmed his mind. But after standing for a moment, he suddenly remembered that being so stupid would definitely cause others to be suspicious. Once his identity was revealed, he would probably return to nothing tonight. So his eyes turned, he thought about it and learned to be someone else's appearance, shaking, pretending to be a blurry posture, but he still did not forget to pick his eyes slanted and pay attention to all the movements around him.

After a cup of tea, Chu Qing could vaguely see two women walking slowly on the aisle on the second floor of the atrium of the main hall through layers of fog. They approached the railings and looked down. I carefully identified that in addition to the girl Qing Qian who was leading the way, there was another young woman, but the light and shadows were moved. The woman's face seemed to be separated by a layer of water mist, which was hazy and not very clear, but the shadows seemed to be a tall young woman, holding a big red flower in her hand, wearing a long pomegranate waist high-square-square-floating long skirt, a pair of slender jade legs seemed to appear, the skirt collar was crossed by two red brocade strips, and a long silver-white ribbon with a width of more than a foot, surrounded by snow-white lotus arms. A smooth and soft hair was casually dispersed behind her head, with graceful figure, charming and charming all over her charm.

I faintly heard the woman say softly: "Qing Qian..., how... how many people?"

The call of Qingqian looked down and replied in a low voice: "I heard that someone is making trouble, scaring away..."

After a long time, the woman said warmly again: "...Miss...They, Yuru... are injured,...help,................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................."

Qing Qian bowed and replied, "Yes."

After saying that, the woman looked down again, handed the big red flower in her hand to Qingqian, then turned around quietly, paused, and twisted her weak waist like a willow, walked slowly, slowly withdrawing from her sight.

Although Chu Qing has been learning to be obsessed with others, she was confused when she saw the situation upstairs. The woman next to Qing Qian seemed to have seen her, especially her charming voice, which seemed familiar. In theory, this woman should be the "Xiaoxiao" that she had been calling for. Has she seen Xiaoxiao?... But now in order to fight against this ecstasy illusion, she couldn't even think about it, so she let go of all kinds of thoughts and continued to pay attention.

Qing Qian sent away the charming woman, holding the big red flower in her hand, and then returned to the railing. Looking at the ugly appearance of everyone downstairs, she smiled with her lips, raised her hand gently, and threw the big red flower out.

At this time, Chu Qing could see clearly that the colorful flower-shaped big red peony was layered and extremely beautiful. She floated in the air for a while, and under Qing Qian's continuous activation, she was like a bat hovering up and down, flying left and right.

The disciples downstairs suddenly saw a colorful flower flying downstairs, and continued to laugh, jump and chase each other, squeezing each other, rushing towards the colorful flower, but the colorful flower was extremely clever, dodging, shuttled back and forth, teasing the crazy and crazy children.
Chapter completed!